Psykos's gaze did not land on Fubuki immediately.
Her eyes passed over Fubuki and locked directly onto the man standing at the very back.
That man with three scars and a cold, stern expression.
KING.
Psykos's pupils were trembling violently.
Even though he was just standing there quietly, hands in his pockets, doing nothing at all.
But the terrifying Intimidation, feeling like Mount Tai pressing down, still made it hard for her to breathe.
"It's this man..."
Psykos's lips moved slightly, her voice hoarse.
Her mind involuntarily replayed the battle on the surface of Z-City.
The S-Class Heroes fell one after another; Tatsumaki was severely injured, Atomic Samurai was unconscious, Darkshine was unconscious...
The fruits of victory were already within reach.
Just one more step, just one more step, and the Monster victory would arrive.
But...
This man appeared.
"It was clear... it was clear that I was going to win."
Psykos stared fixedly at Lin Mo. "And yet, he turned the tide of battle all by himself."
"What overwhelming strength."
Behind Lin Mo, Black Sperm, being held by Saitama like a salted fish, was also sizing up the woman in the cell at that moment.
"Tch, so this is the mastermind behind Gyakusatsu?"
Black Sperm dangled its body, filled with disdain. "After all that, the so-called strategist of the Monster Association is actually a human woman?"
As an executive of the Monster Association, Black Sperm never had any fondness for that "Gyakusatsu" who gave out orders.
But it never expected that the one who had been lording over them all this time was actually a seemingly frail human.
"How ironic, Monsters being played around by humans."
At this moment, Psykos's gaze finally shifted away from KING, sweeping over the Black Sperm in Saitama's hand, as well as Rover tucked under his arm.
Two once arrogant Dragon-level Executives were now being held in hand like obedient pets.
A flash of surprise crossed Psykos's eyes.
"He didn't kill them?"
She pondered inwardly.
With KING's destructive power, killing these two Monsters should have been as simple as crushing an ant.
But he didn't do it.
Was it to show the benevolence of the strong? Or did he feel that creatures of this level weren't even worth him lifting a finger?
"Forget it, it doesn't matter anyway."
Psykos smiled self-deprecatingly, the light in her eyes dimming.
Even the entire Monster Association has been destroyed; what meaning is there in the life or death of two executives?
Only then did she finally look directly at the green-haired woman with the complex expression.
"Yeah, long time no see, Fubuki."
Psykos's voice was light and airy, as if she had lost all her strength.
Fubuki took a deep breath, her hands gripping the edges of her coat tightly.
"Psykos, tell me."
Her tone became urgent and stern. "Why did you establish the Monster Association? Why did you start this war attempting to destroy humanity?"
Fubuki stepped forward, her emerald eyes full of heartbreak and confusion.
"Tell me, what actually happened back then? That so-called 'Third Eye'."
"What exactly did you see in that future?!"
This was also the reason why Fubuki had come to see Psykos, even at the risk of being discovered by her sister.
Back in the Supernatural Research Society, Psykos was dedicated to researching and developing human potential, attempting to open the "Third Eye" capable of foreseeing the future.
However, the moment she succeeded, everything changed.
The Psykos who, though somewhat extreme, was still normal, was gone.
In her place was a lunatic who muttered to herself all day and eventually fell into darkness.
What exactly was that "future"?
Hearing the words "Third Eye," Psykos, who had calmed down, suddenly trembled all over.
Her pupils constricted suddenly, and she clutched her head tightly with both hands.
"What did I see?"
Psykos muttered to herself, her body beginning to shake violently.
In that instant, countless chaotic and twisted images seemed to flash through her mind.
A huge shadow.
An indescribable fear.
And that supreme existence.
"God..."
Psykos opened her mouth wide, wanting to shout that word, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, and she could only make a strange sound.
Subsequently, an intense, sharp pain struck, and an unknown power was forcibly erasing this memory of hers.
"Ahhh!!"
Psykos let out a shrill scream, sliding off the chair and curling up on the floor.
"I can't remember, I can't remember!!"
She grabbed her hair, tears mixed with cold sweat streaming down, her expression one of extreme agony.
"I can't remember! But... humanity must be eliminated! Must!"
Fubuki stepped back half a step, her face pale.
What kind of horror could cause a powerful esper to collapse like this just from recalling it?
Lin Mo, standing in the back, frowned slightly.
Why is it that [God] again?
Speaking of which, what is his purpose for wanting to descend to Earth at the cost of spending years of time?
I think he wants to taste the "Purgatory Matchless Exploding Heat Wave Cannon".
Just when everyone had fallen into silence.
A voice with a touch of naivety suddenly cut in.
"Um... excuse me."
Saitama poked his bald head out from behind Lin Mo, looking at Psykos inside with a serious face, and raised a hand to ask:
"I don't understand things about the future. But I have one thing I must ask clearly."
Psykos looked blankly at this bald man.
Saitama pointed to his own chest, his tone unprecedentedly serious:
"Why did you destroy my house?"
"Huh?" Psykos was stunned.
She had anticipated countless types of questioning, about justice, about evil, about the fate of humanity.
But what the hell is this question?
"Although it's true that I live in the uninhabited zone and it's great not having to pay rent." Saitama got angrier the more he spoke, and a few "vein" marks popped up on his forehead.
"But that was my house! Even if no one cares, it had my furniture, my manga, and the TV I just bought inside!"
Saitama got angrier as he spoke, even waving the Black Sperm he was holding in his hand:
"It's really infuriating! Unforgivable!"
"..."
Psykos was stunned.
"Um, I didn't do it on purpose." She answered subconsciously, her brain completely unable to keep up with this bald man's train of thought.
"Just because it wasn't on purpose doesn't mean you can collapse someone else's house, right?" Saitama was still relentless.
Lin Mo helplessly covered his forehead and sighed deeply in his heart.
"Um, Saitama-kun..." Lin Mo just wanted to open his mouth to ease the awkwardness.
BOOM!!!
Suddenly, a deafening roar came from above.
The entire underground began to shake violently, and alarms blared loudly.
"How can this be?!" Fubuki's expression changed drastically. "So fast?!"
She was too familiar with this power.
Lin Mo also looked up, feeling that terrifying Psychic Power that seemed to want to uproot the entire base, and thought to himself:
"It's here."
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